Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Then again, with how temperamental cats were, this was pretty much the equivalent of a ticking time bomb.
“I sure hope Pebbles doesn’t get jealous.”
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“You’re pretty brave to have owned a cat,” expressed Shen Ling as she kept a wary eye on the Shidashi Mao.
“Others don’t?” I’m pretty sure they had cats in ancient China. I mean, I watched Sagwa The Chinese Siamese Cat. You can Google that if you want.
We were making our way through Thousand Emo Valley at the moment. I wish I could get some answers for what happened not long ago, but I’ll probably get my answer in the fullness of time.
“People are too afraid of Shidashi Maos since anything and everything related to them is rejected or shunned,” she replied with a shake of her head.
“Cats are A-holes,” I couldn’t argue that point.
I’m somewhere in the neighbourhood of 93% of the belief that all cat owners are closet masochists. You can’t have a pet like that without deriving some pleasure from pain, shunning, or the occasional death stare for simply existing. My old world really did mess me up.
“They’re adorable A-holes where I’m from, so we kinda give em a pass,” I said with a shrug.
“The Shidashi Maos are too much a symbol of fear, so we don’t find either of them… c-cute.”
She found it difficult to use the words Shidashi Mao and cute in the same sentence.
“Do you know why everyone just went batshit crazy not long ago?” I asked her while looking around Thousand Emo Valley with a wandering eye.
She shook her head to indicate that she didn’t. She then asked, “Are you sure it’s fine to just leave them be?”
“It’ll be hard to get them to comply, considering they’re all busy being insufferable brain tumours.”
“Busy being what?” Shen Ling wasn’t familiar with some of the words he was using.
“Nothing,” I looked around until I spotted one decrepit building that had the word shop on it. Well, ain’t that convenient.
“What are you looking for, exactly?” she finally asked.
“A clothes store.”
As you can see, I have my priorities in order.
“And you’re just heading to a building
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